"Understood." Camille respectfully took the newspaper from Xia Shang's hand, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the office, at the same time, secretly relieved, it seemed that his position as vice president had finally been retained.

Meanwhile.

In New York, USA, in an ancient castle located in the suburbs, Hank the Beast is pushing Charles in a wheelchair, preparing to go outside to bask in the sun on the lawn.

"Hank, what do you think of the Jervais company?" Charles asked, holding a copy of the latest issue of the daily Vess newspaper.

"Very good, as far as I know, the superheroes launched by Győr are very popular throughout the United States, although there are not many of them, only the motherland and Deadpool, but their popularity and influence have surpassed some popular stars." Hank pushed Charles out of the castle and continued, "And under their influence, people don't seem to be as discriminatory and afraid of mutants as they used to be. ”

To be honest, Hank didn't expect that Jervais's plan would be so successful, and the contradiction between humans and mutants was alleviated and even resolved because of the appearance of superheroes.

Charles was silent for a while, and sighed lightly: "It's not clear whether the situation he created is a false peace, but at least for now, I am inferior to him." ”

"Thanks, I don't want to drink beer today."

"Professor......" Hank originally wanted to say, let the past pass, but in the end he couldn't say it, he could only sigh softly in his heart, "Alas, this matter has hit the professor too hard, even more than paralysis of the lower limbs, Sean and Alex Their deaths have made the professor blame himself for ten years, and if you want the professor to reconcile with yourself, you have to take it slowly step by step." ”

A few hours later, the two returned to the castle for lunch.

"Do you want me to get a can of beer?" Hank asked.

Ever since the academy closed, he and Hank had been in a state of seclusion, with few people visiting him, not even the newspaper boy who delivered the newspaper would just leave the newspaper at the door and not ring the doorbell at all.

Hank snatches the envelope from Deadpool's hand and gives it to Charles.

"I was starving, and as soon as I received the task, I rushed to New York without stopping, and I didn't even eat breakfast." Deadpool grumbled as he looked at the table, "Spaghetti bolognese, I'd rather have maple muffins and quesadillas, but it's not bad to have this." ”

Hank, who sat across from Charles, understood that this was all thanks to the recent newspaper content, and the change in people's attitudes towards mutants made Charles's mood no longer as heavy as before.

Originally, what could be said in two or three sentences, Deadpool insisted on talking for half an hour, and he always digressed in the middle.

At this time, Deadpool is lying leisurely on the couch, touching his stomach with one hand and the other behind his head.

"It's not you, it's him."

"Have you ever had a burn on your face?" Charles asked, looking at the scar on Deadpool's face.

At this time, Hank seemed to think of something, and said in surprise: "Could it be that this letter has something to do with the Wiesel Academy, I remember that Jervais promised me to help the professor recreate the Wiesel Genius Academy." ”

"Deadpool?"

"You don't need to comfort me." Charles in the wheelchair shook his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How much I have contributed to mutants, I know in my own heart, if I hadn't established the Witzel Genius Academy, maybe Sean and Alex wouldn't have died, I killed them." ”

"It's a sad story that started when I was discharged from the military in Canada a few years ago." Deadpool rolls up the bolognese noodles with a steel fork and stuffs them into his mouth, slurring his words, "I accidentally found out I had cancer......"

Compared with two months ago, Charles's mental state is obviously better, although he is still a little decadent, but the frequency of alcohol abuse has decreased a lot.

"Thank you, we chose to see for ourselves."

On an expensive mahogany table, there are two plates of salad, two bowls of soup, and two plates of noodles tossed with bolognese.

Deadpool cocked his index finger and pointed at Charles in a wheelchair next to him.

"That's right, it's me, the most famous superhero under the Jell Company, known as Deadpool of the Gangster Terminator."

I saw Deadpool raise his hands and give him a thumbs up.

Ding Ding Ding!! At this moment, a rapid bell rang, Charles put down his knife and fork, and said with a slightly surprised expression: "I heard me right, it seems that someone is ringing the doorbell outside?" ”

"To put it simply, you were originally a Canadian special forces, and then in order to cure the cancer on your body, you found an officer named Stryker and joined his Weapon X program, and finally disfigured during the experiment." Hank interrupted the chattering Deadpool and said directly.

"Are you looking for something with us? Did Jervis ask you to come to me? Hank asked.

As he spoke, he sat down in the place where Hank belonged to him, then pulled up his mask and exposed his mouth, "In order not to affect your appetite, I think it's better not to show your whole face." ”

Such a peculiar outfit made Hank recognize the identity of the comer at a glance.

"Well, yes, that's the way it is."

When he opened the door, he saw a strangely dressed guy standing outside the door, wearing a red tightsuit, with two black spots like pandas on the eyes on his hood, and two long knives behind his back.

"Is it a door-to-door insurance sale?" Hank got up and walked over.

"Looking for me?" Charles was a little surprised, he was now a half-paralyzed ordinary person, he had no superpowers, what did Jervis send someone to do with him?

"I'm a messenger, by the way, my name is Wade Winston Wilson, you can call me Wade, and of course, it's okay to call me Deadpool." Deadpool took out a circled letter from the satchel around his waist, "Do you read it for yourself, or I'll read it to you, after all, as a superhero, you still have the obligation to take care of the disabled." ”

"Come in." Although he didn't know why Deadpool was here, Hank turned sideways and let Deadpool enter the castle.

"Professor, don't say that, you were the one who stood up, gathered mutants, formed the X-Men, and successfully stopped the Cuban Missile Crisis, and later assisted Magneto in killing Sebastian Shaw." Hank paused, and then said: "After returning to China, you created the Witzel Genius Academy under great pressure, and it can be said that your contribution to mutants is far greater than that Jervais. ”

"Almost, let you go over and clean up the battlefield." Deadpool lying on the couch said casually.

"Have you opened the letter and read it?" Hank looked at Deadpool suspiciously.

"Guess, my hunch has always been very accurate, for example, I feel that I am a virtual character, and I am currently playing soy sauce in a book, and by the way, I will help the shameless author to water the word count." (End of chapter)